“What do you think?” Mary asks as she stands with her laptop inside the Trial By Summer Loft.
“I really like all of them,” Scott responds. He sits loosely on a white leather recliner. He glances at his watch. It’s almost 4PM. “When we have them up side by side like this it’s really hard to pick.”
“I know,” Mary says as she walks over to a large dry erase board hanging on the wall. She grabs a pointer. “Tim Matthews Jr’s dirt sprinting filly Apple Crisp already won her first race out and she’s headed for a 100k stakes race.”
“And Rose Hepburn’s dirty sprinting filly Gray Clouds is out of a 394k earning mare,” Scott responds. “That filly’s got to be pretty good too.”
“Hey guys,” a male voice from the hallway calls.
“Dr. Hacklu! How goes it?” Scott says as he motions to shake hands. “I hope we didn’t have an accident!”
“Nope, but you should’ve seen the last horse I looked at! He was crazy!” Dr. Hacklu says. When he speaks his head slightly bounces from side to side. “What are you guys doing?”
“Fulfilling the mystery guest,” Mary says as she puts her hand on her hips and holds her laptop with her other hand, like a serving tray. “We can’t decide between Tim Matthews Jr’s Apple Crisp, Rose Hepburn’s Gray Clouds, and Melissa Mae’s Deora’s Dynasty. Two dirt sprinters and Deora is a turf router.”
Dr. Hacklu begins looking at the dry erase board as he begins playing with his stethoscope. “Let’s take a look,” he says. “I’ve seen all those fillies already. They’re all in sound condition. If they plan on racing any time soon, well maybe except for Apple Crisp, they might need a little bit of exercise elsewhere.”
“Yeah. But which one do you like? We need one owner’s filly. We don’t need a diagnosis, Doc,” Scott says.
“I don’t know. They’re all nice fillies. I guess I’ll see you at the races,” Dr. Hacklu says as he walks away still playing with his stethoscope. “SIM VOTE!” He yells from the hallway
“He’s got a good point,” Mary says as she finally sits down, setting her laptop next to her. “Let the SIM decide on who they want to follow. We do have other issues to deal with right now.”
“I know,” Scott says. “I wonder what could’ve happened to him.”
“Chuck’s gotta be somewhere,” Mary says. “Maybe he’s got an emergency or something.”
“Yeah,” Scott says. “I hope he’s alright. I mean worse case scenario he got hit up by some hot chicks at the airport and he’s been TAKEN!”
“He hasn’t been taken!” Mary responds. “Don’t say that.”
“I know,” Scott says as he shrugs. “I was referring to that movie. Whatever. It wasn’t that funny.”
“SIM Vote it is then?” Mary asks.
“Yeah, we-”
“SCOTT!” Mike Eaton screams from downstairs.
“WHAT?”
“BILL IS GONE!”
The two move from the Trial by Summer Loft and begin downstairs towards Mike. He’s in the Riverstone Kitchen.
“What do you mean he’s gone?” Mary asks as she flips up her laptop and begins typing.
“He took off. Say’s he going to Mexico with Think Legendary,” Mike says.
“What?” Scott responds just as Carolyn Eaton breaks into the kitchen holding a framed photo.
“Who’s got a headshot of The White Album?” Carolyn says happily. “This girl!” She says as she points her thumbs to herself.
The picture is incredible. It eerily looks exactly like The White Album.
“I can’t wait to put it in my room,” Carolyn says. “C’mon Mary, let’s go find a place…for…it. Is something wrong?”
“Bill’s gone,” Mike says.
“Gone?” Carolyn blurts as she lowers TWA’s head shot. “I saw him driving out with his trailer when I was coming in.”
“I found it! I know why now,” Mary blurts. “Think Legendary is entered in the Gr. II Mexico Derby for Week 5 Monday.”
“Think just finished second in Week 3 Monday right?” Scott asks. “Has he gone rogue?”
“Did the SIM vote for this?” Carolyn asks.
“No,” Mary says.
“So we have two missing players now?” Mike says. “Chuck never showed up. Bill took off all of a sudden. This is how horror movies start!”
“I don’t suppose this is a good time to mention that TWA is in Singapore,” Carolyn says. “Would it?”
“I thought he was going Triple Crown?” Mary asks.
“Is Crystal Lake anywhere near Burbank?” Mike asks.
“Crystal Lake?” Mary asks.
“It’s not Friday the 13th Mike!” Carolyn says annoyingly. “Don’t try to scare us.” She motions to Mary. “It’s from a horror flick.”
“Why do you have to ruin all my jokes,” Mike asks.
“Why do you have to be so annoying!” Carolyn responds.
“Oh my goodness.” Mike says as he rolls his eyes. “Whatever.” He walks away towards his room. It’s downstairs, connected to the Riverstone Kitchen.
“Can’t you two get along?” Scott suddenly says as he walks to the fridge and grabs a bottle of water.
“Nope,” Carolyn says as she begins to go upstairs. “I’ll see you guys later for dinner.”
“Ah!” Scott says. “I totally forgot. We’re all supposed to have dinner together tonight,” Scott says to Mary.
“I know. It’s too late to cancel,” Mary responds. “The caterers already confirmed for 7PM delivery.”
“This isn’t good,” Scott says.
“There’s going to be a lot leftovers. I ordered enough for ten.” Mary responds.
“That’s not what I meant,” Scott says as he sighs and hears somebody rustling with the front door.
“Chuck?” Mary says hopefully.
“What up my friends!” a familiar voice says.
“Clark Hoss.” Scott says somewhat disappointed as he greets him.
He puts his shopping bags down as he enters the home and motions to hug Mary. It’s obvious that he’s been to the mall. “It’s been an awesome day for racing, listening and shopping!” Clark continues. “When’s dinner?”
“Soon,” Mary says as she looks at his outfit. “In about an hour and a half.”
“That’s great,” Clark responds as he adjusts his jeans. “I’m going to get fresh and put on some new threads before supper – I mean dinner.”
“Clark,” Scott says. “Are you wearing skinny jeans?”
“And where did you get that big rhinestone studded belt buckle?” Mary adds. “It’s so shiny!”
“Remember,” Clark responds. “I try to live my life to fullest everyday. You like the belt buckle? It has my initials on it. C.H.”
“How long have you been out in the sun?” Scott asks.
“None,” Clark says as he motions to one of his bags. “But let’s take a look at these! I bought some really nice…cool boarder shorts from Pac Sun for the beach.”
“You mean board shorts?” Scott asks.
“Are you wearing an American Eagle shirt?” Mary jumps in.
“Yep,” Clark says. “It’s a great day-”
“For racing and listening” Scott and Mary say simultaneously.
“And shopping,” Clark adds as he grabs his remaining bags. “I’m going to my room. See y’all for dinner.”
He walks away, bags in hand, taking small steps since the skinny jeans don’t allow him much maneuverability.
“So now what?” Mary asks.
“You should go put up the poll,” Scott says. “Let the SIM vote on who they want to add to the house.”
“You going to be OK?” Mary asks as she begins clicking away at her laptop.
“Yeah.” Scott says. “I’ll be alright. Let’s get ready for dinner.”
NEXT TIME ON SIM Series…
The search for Chuck continues. What will happen to Bill and Think Legendary? What race is TWA starting in? Please continue to vote for Mike Eaton’s Make Me Clever and please vote for whom you’d like to add to the house!
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Thursday, August 20, 2009
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